... Forever

... Forever

A Poem by Dylan Macadham
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Haiku

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Eight years or eighty,
death is a measure away
we call Forever.
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© 2024 Dylan Macadham


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We have no idea how much time we have or indeed how much time our loved ones have. Make it count. Live life to the full. We have no control over our time clock. It could stop any time. Meaningful brevity Dylan.

Chris

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dylan Macadham

1 Year Ago

For sure, we can't know the future,
Thanks Chris!
As I am turning eighty this year, this one caught my eye immediately. Indeed, for all of us, regardless of age, tomorrow is not guaranteed.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dylan Macadham

1 Year Ago

Guaranteed ... Death and Taxes -Ben Franklin
Thanks JB :)
So true. When my mom died she said, "Don't cry for me. I'm just a step away."

Thanks for posting, Dylan Macadham

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Dylan Macadham

1 Year Ago

Your Mom was wise,
Thanks for sharing, Eternity! :)

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Added on December 31, 2024
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Dylan Macadham
Dylan Macadham

Seattle, WA



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